You Decide

I went back to waiting tables. I got a job at Ulner’s Cafe. It’s one of the new You Decide restaurants. There’s no menu. I come to your table and ask, “What do you want?”

Last Friday a guy said, “I want the baby food my mom served me when I was two.” I left and drove west for a half hour till I got to the house my customer grew up in. I got out the portable time machine that the restaurant lent me. I traveled back to the morning of 37 years ago. My customer’s mom was spoon feeding him Gerber’s apple preserves. I excused myself and grabbed the spoon and jar of preserves and then traveled back to last Friday. I drove back to the restaurant and spoon fed the baby food to my client. He wept like a baby.